I never mattered. Magicless. Worthless. A commoner at the bottom of the barrel, forced to grovel just to stay alive in a world ruled by mana and bloodlines. I polished their boots, swallowed my pride, and obeyed every command like a loyal dog—because all I wanted was to survive.

But survival wasn't enough for them.

They took everything.
My dignity.
My hope.
My life.

Betrayed by the woman I loved—her dagger was the last thing I felt before darkness claimed me, and laughter echoed around my dying body.

But death wasn't the end.

An unknown entity offered me a deal—and I took it without hesitation. Now, I’ve regressed to the past, armed with an SSS-Class Grimoire, and a fire in my soul that no magic can extinguish.

This time, I won’t grovel.
I won’t beg.
I will make them fall.

They’ll scream. They’ll run. They’ll wish for death—and I’ll be there to watch, unblinking, unmerciful.

And once their ashes scatter in the wind, I’ll rise—beyond vengeance, beyond power—to claim my destiny as:

The Sorcerer King.

You want to see how far a broken man can go when given a second chance?

Come closer. The adventure is just beginning.

Chapter 2 - Chapter 2: "Regression"